It was a snowy day like any other. A classic skeleton was at his post, seemingly sleeping with his eyes closed, back hunched and head hanging low. His ketchup bottle knocked on the side as if he was done drinking it moved back and forth due to how light it was. You stared at the sleepy skeleton...

"... snore... zzz..."

Did he just say "snore" and "zzz" aloud?... Perhaps this skeleton is not asleep after all...